Remember me || Larry Stylinson AU

Twenty One

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I've been struggling to get myself together after the incident with Louis. I can't call it a fight because he made a comment and I ended the skype call but it sure does feel like one. I keep telling myself to just enjoy the fact that I'm currently halfway across the world with my three best friends. I get to meet new people and explore the cities we visit, not something everyone my age can say they have done but Louis continues to occupy my thoughts.

Liam sat me down for a good and long talk on our way to Cleveland way past midnight. Expressing his thoughts on the matter, telling me he thinks there's a possibility of Louis having developed feelings for me, hence his odd behaviour in Doncaster and even though Elijah has told me the exact same thing multiple times, it's hard to believe. Louis is engaged and I think the anger came from the fact that his fiancé and family members are not spending any time with him due to their busy schedules. I do have to admit I would believe Liam sooner, just because we've been friends for years whereas I met Elijah mere weeks ago.

The anger I felt that night has left my body and left me feeling weak, empty and restless. It felt like our friendship just ended after the skype call and even though that's probably not the case, I'm struggling to decide whether or not to text or Louis but I'm not sure I would be able to call him without breaking down. His words really hurt, especially coming from him, so hearing his voice may trigger something. Louis has been showering me with text messages but I haven't read a single one of them. Afraid he has sent me more hurtful things, afraid he might want to erase me from his life. I have contemplated on just deleting every single one of them without reading, would it make things easier?

I may just send him a quick "Hello" text message, possibly add a smiley like nothing ever happened but would he accept that? Because I honestly don't know. What I do know is that the paparazzi is getting on my nerves. I've lost count of how many times they were waiting outside a restaurant, venue, my hotel or just walking in front of me just to get a single photo. I've seen a couple appear online with articles stating how I'm dealing with anger issues, going through a break-up, got caught cheating and even someone claiming to have given birth to my daughter, which if you come to think of it is pretty amazing because I haven't had sexual intercourse with a female in many years. All these articles, just because I'm not smiling in the pap pictures, on the contrary, I look like I'm ready to murder someone.

My lawyer will have a great time, especially with the so-called baby of mine. Gold digging bitch. To top things off the old rumour of 'Kendall is pregnant' popped back up because she has been spotted wearing a skin-tight dress right after dinner. They claim to have seen a baby bump but most people get a small bump right after eating dinner.

After our show in Cleveland, we travel to Baltimore and just to irritate the lads, I have been singing, humming, whistling, everything but rapping, the song Good morning Baltimore from the movie Hairspray for the past 24 hours. I can't really help it, it's a catchy tune. I've literally begged the boys if we could cover the song during tonight's show but they just laughed and walked away, telling me we'd be better off sticking to our usual covers.

By the time we reach St. Louis, Missouri I'm struggling. Zayn and I scheduled an early morning workout, to eat all the calories we have burned prior and more during lunch and just head over to the venue early. I let myself fall onto the sofa and lean against Liam's shoulder as I stare at the laptop he has placed on the table in front of him. He allows me to snuggle into him as we watch the documentary on Tupac and I munch on some fruit. When the documentary ends Liam and Niall head outside for a workout and I busy myself with some online shopping and listen to some music as I'm sprawled out on the rather comfortable sofa.